Sugar Cane Juice Puris (ऊसाच्या रसातल्या पुऱ्या /गन्ने के रस की पूरियां )
I get teased for not being able to resist
popping into a desi or Indian/Sri Lankan/ Fijian grocery when I see one. Even when we
don’t expressly need any stuff.
That is one time when the girls roll their
eyes, and the husband tailgates me in a trick to make me acutely conscious of
“wasting” time.
In my defence, this is my opportunity to
serendipitously chance upon some unusual ingredient, condiment, vegetable or
gadget from across the seven seas and several past lives ago.
This is how I have fortuitously acquired my
jhadoo (broom made with reeds), those amber gems of gond(edible gum) and that
tearjerker Kissan mango jam.
My excitement heightens even as we approach
the store. Posters of Hindi, Tamil, Punjabi
films or Indian goss magazines, godmen and godwomen of various descriptions
offering hugging sessions, familiar faces, fresh mithai in take-away
containers, a lone withering samosa in a bain-marie (they are grabbed as soon
as they are supplied) or impromptu paani puri stalls...
I am teleported.
I am teleported.
The potpourri of fragrances of hing mingling with naga champa agarbatti, and curry leaf under notes of glucose
biscuits…the bright mithai pink and fluorescent yellow packaging, innovative
and improved presentation of the blue coloured coconut oil in a wide-mouthed
jar… although I might not buy most of
these things, I like to spend a little while handling, inhaling and eyeballing
the memory triggers.
Standing in the checkout line, with the
husband literally shadowing me and escorting me with an invisible
straightjacket, I spot a hastily scribbled notice on the overcrowded
noticeboard, trying to peep from under other advertisements for “shared
accommodation for single ladies”, “cheap finance” and “threading and waxing and
henna”.
I am riveted. “Fresh Sugar Cane Juice
available” - my leaping heart reads.
Even the husband has to relent and let me
step out of the queue to rush to the interior of the store and grab some
bottles of sugar cane juice, undeterred by the unmarked bottles of unknown
origin - and the cash register ringing them out at $5 a 200 ml bottle.
This manna is put to good use, drinking it
straight out of the bottle to the very last drop, making a clear saar, and
after conferring with Mother on an international call, preparing these lovely
puris.
Mother used to make this dough with sugar
cane juice and roll out sweet chapatis called “dashmis”. They would be very
handy as a lunch on the go on picnics and travels, and very tasty and
satisfying with some ghee and pickle.
I was feeling rich, so I made these puris
instead of dashmis, but you can go ahead and griddle fry them, if you don’t
wish to deep fry.
Sugarcane Juice Puris
Ingredients
Sugarcane juice as required (approx. 180
-200 ml- will depend on the flour)
1 cup whole-wheat flour (atta)
1 cup plain flour (maida) – my atta was a
little coarse, so I added some maida.
1 tbsp white poppy seeds
A generous pinch of salt
¼ tsp nutmeg powder
¼ tsp ginger powder/paste
1 tbsp shortening (oil/ghee)
Oil for deep-frying
Method
Mix together wheat flour and plain flour,
salt, poppy seeds, nutmeg powder and ginger powder or paste in a mixing bowl.
Add a tbsp. of oil/ghee and rub it into the mixture. Slowly pour enough sugarcane juice into the
flour mixture and knead into a stiff dough.
Using some oil to grease your hands, knead
the dough for about two minutes and set aside to rest for about 20 minutes.
Heat sufficient oil in a kadai or wok.
Divide dough into equal portions and roll into balls. Roll out each ball into a
puri. I must confess that I took a shortcut by rolling out large balls into
large thin rounds and cutting the puris out with a cookie cutter!
I also had some fun cutting the dough into
rings and small buttons and sprinkling poppy seeds on the top as well!
Gently slide the puris or shapes one by one
into hot oil. Swish hot oil on to the
top of the puri in the kadhai or let a slotted or wire spoon rest on it till it
rises in rebellion! Flip the puri over and fry the other side. Drain on
absorbent paper.
Serve at teatime with a hot cuppa. These
puris taste the best when fresh and hot.
Hi Shruti,
ReplyDeleteI'm from Melbourne too! Nice to know you via blogging... I'm a Singapore living in Melbourne and of course I can understand how you feel finding something which is so common at our hometown but so rare in Melbourne... same same here!
Your sweet puris look wonderful and I guess enjoying them must be quite priceless.
I'm now your latest follower. Hope to hear from you.
Zoe
Hi Zoe
DeleteLovely to meet you here ! We do get nostalgic don't we !
Thanks for your kind words and for following me - I have also visited your wonderful blog and have subscribed to it ! So much to learn from you...
BTW, I would like to participate in your Cook like a Star - can I submit a Delia Smith fruit cake I had baked for Christmas last year? :)
Regards
Shruti